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I hurt.
Not because I'm sore. That would make me happy. Not because I'm heartbroken. That would make me sad.
I hurt because I've got a damn 101.6 fever on a thermometer that measures me at about 97 when I'm feeling fine. I'm coughing my lungs out, have a headache, and my skin is so damn sensitive- touching anything hurts. My throat's burning, but I'm feeling sick from drinking too much water. I'm alternating between warm and shivering and I want to take a nap, but I know if I do that I won't be able to sleep tonight.
AND
Because I'm already whining, I had an awful night's sleep last night. I woke up at about 4:15 because I was cold- cold and coughing like nobody's business. However, I was too cold to get out from under the covers and get a sweater, and also too cold to go back to sleep. So I hovered somewhere in between with really strange dreams. First, a girl who I was going to give a ride to from the pool to the school that morning who joined a Facebook group called "i'm not going to practice in the morning" (I honestly had to check my Facebook when I woke up- I was throughly convinced), and then I dreamed that I was at the gym, and someone took us all hostage and trapped us in the machines. They weren't clear about what they wanted out of us- but I think it was torture, probably brought on by my back hurting like a bitch.
At least it wasn't the dream I keep having about my car being stolen. I swear, every weekend, I have this horrible dream about my car getting stolen in various ways: once by someone stalking me and driving it when I wasn't looking (that was the worst one, I woke up in such a panic), and others where I walk out to my driveway and it's not there. Hota says it's because I'm afraid of losing something valuable to me, but I think it's due to the fact that Sister is coming back for summer and she's going to be using the car. Parents have talked amongst themselves about getting another car, but I think that's unlikely.
I'm gonna go be stompy, sick, and not go to school tomorrow if I feel this miserable. But with midterms later this week and SAT this Saturday (haha, SATurday), I can't afford to miss class or be sick.
Should I be a stupid teenager? Yes. This one freshman girl that I can't stand, but still feel immensily sorry for because no one else likes her either, has a boyfriend. Now, I know what you're thinking. I'm thinking the same thing- "This is pathetic" - but I can't help but wonder whyyyyy. Notice the extra letters and italics to indicate a whiny tone.
To leave on a good note, I hope I go fever-crazy. I've always wondered what it would be like, being crazy. Anyone care to share their experiences?
Not because I'm sore. That would make me happy. Not because I'm heartbroken. That would make me sad.
I hurt because I've got a damn 101.6 fever on a thermometer that measures me at about 97 when I'm feeling fine. I'm coughing my lungs out, have a headache, and my skin is so damn sensitive- touching anything hurts. My throat's burning, but I'm feeling sick from drinking too much water. I'm alternating between warm and shivering and I want to take a nap, but I know if I do that I won't be able to sleep tonight.
AND
Because I'm already whining, I had an awful night's sleep last night. I woke up at about 4:15 because I was cold- cold and coughing like nobody's business. However, I was too cold to get out from under the covers and get a sweater, and also too cold to go back to sleep. So I hovered somewhere in between with really strange dreams. First, a girl who I was going to give a ride to from the pool to the school that morning who joined a Facebook group called "i'm not going to practice in the morning" (I honestly had to check my Facebook when I woke up- I was throughly convinced), and then I dreamed that I was at the gym, and someone took us all hostage and trapped us in the machines. They weren't clear about what they wanted out of us- but I think it was torture, probably brought on by my back hurting like a bitch.
At least it wasn't the dream I keep having about my car being stolen. I swear, every weekend, I have this horrible dream about my car getting stolen in various ways: once by someone stalking me and driving it when I wasn't looking (that was the worst one, I woke up in such a panic), and others where I walk out to my driveway and it's not there. Hota says it's because I'm afraid of losing something valuable to me, but I think it's due to the fact that Sister is coming back for summer and she's going to be using the car. Parents have talked amongst themselves about getting another car, but I think that's unlikely.
I'm gonna go be stompy, sick, and not go to school tomorrow if I feel this miserable. But with midterms later this week and SAT this Saturday (haha, SATurday), I can't afford to miss class or be sick.
Should I be a stupid teenager? Yes. This one freshman girl that I can't stand, but still feel immensily sorry for because no one else likes her either, has a boyfriend. Now, I know what you're thinking. I'm thinking the same thing- "This is pathetic" - but I can't help but wonder whyyyyy. Notice the extra letters and italics to indicate a whiny tone.
To leave on a good note, I hope I go fever-crazy. I've always wondered what it would be like, being crazy. Anyone care to share their experiences?